Strategy to develop champions

Chapter 102

"If that's the case, I'll do what you want. It's just that my parents are busy with business, and the third child has just started a private school. I'm really worried about him being alone in the town."

Seeing that Yang was relieved, Mrs. Xu just smiled and said: "Don't worry about this, I will take care of Xiaodie for you. I still have Brother Bao at home. It's better than taking you to the town. When the business is done, no one will take care of it." Take care, don't be kidnapped by kidnappers."

Mrs. Yang really planned to take Zhao Caidie out, but after hearing what Mrs. Xu said, she felt that it made sense. There were people coming and going at the noodle stall, and as long as one of them was not careful, the child would be abducted Run, she can't do this.

"In that case, Caidie will beg you and grandma. Tomorrow, I will pack up and go to Heqiao Town with Mingxuan, and then I will ask Caifeng what she means. You also know that girl is no better than before. Everyone has their own ideas, and I can't force it."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Xu just nodded her head and said: "Okay, when I get back, I'll tell Mingxuan as well, and let him tell Caifeng himself tomorrow."

But Zhao Caifeng settled down in Heqiao Town, and although the staple food he ate at night was Bobo prepared the day before, the dishes included chicken.

But Zhao Caifeng only ate two mouthfuls and didn't eat any more.Originally, she thought that she, who hadn't touched meat in the past few months, couldn't help drooling when she smelled meat, but who knew that old man Yang didn't know what method he used to cook those two chickens a little bit. The taste is gone.

So the chicken that Zhao Caifeng and Zhao Wu ate was actually chicken that had been stripped of its essence and was as old as tofu.Zhao Wu didn't have the slightest intention to dislike it, dipped in the sauce, ate one chicken leg and two chicken breasts in one go, and left the rest of the chicken legs and chicken wings to Zhao Caifeng.

Zhao Caifeng only took two bites, and felt that the taste was mediocre. The chicken had already been burnt and scattered, and the taste was not much. Fortunately, the meat on the chicken drumsticks was still tender. Unappetizing.

The chicken noodle soup cooked on the side exudes a strong fragrance, but Zhao Caifeng knows that it is what will be used at the noodle stall tomorrow, so she is not greedy.

Everything has been arranged. Although the summer night is very hot, there is still a little breeze in the small courtyard. Zhao Caifeng took a bath and came out to sit beside Old Madam Yang to watch the fire with her.The big pot of meat had to be cooked for several hours, so Mrs. Yang couldn't rest at this time.Seeing the expression of the old man dozing off while watching the fire, Zhao Caifeng felt a little unbearable.

"Grandma, you go to bed first, I'll watch the fire, and tell me when it will be closed." The coal stove will still be in use the next morning, so it can't be extinguished. Zhao Caifeng still has this common sense.

Mrs. Yang yawned, stood up from the stool, looked at the moon in the sky, and said, "When you insert chopsticks into the meat and feel that you can insert it to the end without using force, it will almost be impossible." The fire is sealed."

Zhao Caifeng just nodded. From the perspective of the moon, it's not Haishi yet.In the previous life, at this time, she was usually not off work, and was frantically comparing data and testing results in the laboratory.

Compared with the busy days in the previous life, Zhao Caifeng felt that although the leisurely life now is a bit more difficult, sometimes there is still a feeling of self-satisfaction. After all, there is a saying that "when you come, you will be safe".

Old Madam Yang saw Zhao Caifeng watching the fire seriously, so she also left, but after a while, she came out of the house again, holding several pieces of floral cloth in her hand, and only came forward to ask Zhao Caifeng, "Caifeng, What do you think of these pieces of fabric? I will make some clothes myself tomorrow."

Mrs. Yang didn't know that Zhao Caifeng was not good at needlework, and thought that with the fabric, Zhao Caifeng could be turned into clothes.

Zhao Caifeng took a look, the colors of the fabrics were very bright, and some of them were made of silk and satin, obviously not what people like them usually wear, but when she and Mrs. Yang came to town last time, they also saw the tofu Xi Shi glanced, she was wearing silk and satin, I am afraid that these fabrics are all left by her.

Thinking of this, Zhao Caifeng couldn't help but sigh for the old man Yang and his wife. They took good care of a son, but they fell in love with such a person. It was fine if they didn't share the burden with the two old people. The old man couldn't even afford the one-time cemetery fee.With two people who spend so much money, how can they still have savings? I'm afraid it's just eating enough food every day.

"Grandma, you put this fabric first, and I don't need it. I help out at the noodle stall every day. How can I wear satin clothes? Let's talk about it later."

When Mrs. Yang heard this, it was not the same reason. Whoever dressed like this, Mrs. Yang sighed with a gloomy face, and muttered in her mouth: "Such a good thing, can it only be suppressed?" It’s the bottom of the box, so let’s keep it for your dowry later.”

Zhao Caifeng looked at Old Madam Yang in embarrassment. Anyway, no matter what they say or do, they can talk about marriage and dowry.

(End of this chapter)